But I’m not. While being sick wasn’t how I imagined I’d ring in the New Year, it has given me an interesting lesson. I had been fighting this bug off for several days before Christmas and given all the festivities planned, wasn’t entertaining the idea that I would get sick. I did my daily Morter March, Qigong set and PEMF treatments (more on that in another post). After all the things planned had gone off without a hitch, strangely my mind started to believe getting sick was possible.

The daily sore throat wasn’t going away, the body aches became more severe and on the Eve of New Year’s Eve, it hit me. Boy was I ever resentful of who I could’ve possibly gotten sick from.

The thought process of feeling resentful only hindered my ability to fight it off and after midnight hit January 1, I was curled up in bed under at least seven layers of cuddly goodness. My partner lay next to me, sipping his New Years libation, the screen of his smart phone too much for even my closed eyes to bare. Yep, I was an irritated, drippy mess.

That day I had pushed myself and changed plans last minute to spend some time with my dad in the US. We don’t see each other too often, namely based on childhood and adulthood tensions, but I had some paperwork he needed ASAP. Thankfully Stefan drove down and we spent several hours setting up and then playing on his Nintendo WII. I had fun, but deep down I recognized I’d done it again – not listened to myself while my body was screaming at me.

Stefan had fun rocking the guitar on WII Rock Band.

More often than not, I give away my personal power to help or make other people feel better. Some of the time I feel good about it, but others, there’s a strong resentment which makes me realize I need to bring the power back to myself.

Feeling unhappy about a decision I had made wasn’t going to do me any good moving forward, so I decided to change my thinking. (I truly thank Joseph Ghabi and Stefan Sczyrba for their help and persistence on this topic). Instead of being upset for being sick, I began to see I had choice of the possible positive side of the situation.

“What in heavens would be the positive side of being sick?” you ask.

Well, think of it this way. The body is purging that which no longer supports it to it’s highest frequency. That which doesn’t allow it to provide the greatest good for itself and all it serves.

Changes things a bit doesn’t it?

In essence, all the energy work I’ve been doing this last year and a half, effects all forms of what makes us human: the Physical, Emotional, Mental and Spiritual bodies (or PEMS for short).

Upon undergoing an energetic change in your energetic body, in this case, we are referring the healing in which low energy is removed and replaced with high energy, there is a change in the other two bodies – and often, there is a lag time between the changes.

This is the energy purge. You are purging old, low energy and replacing it with new, healed, high energy.

it happens first, in an energy healing, at the level of energy.and then, it has to reverberate through the other two bodies – the physical and the spiritual.

An energy purge occurs on ALL levels when you undergo an energy healing, because all are connected and all levels are comprised of energy. There is often a lag with this, because it takes time for your physical and spiritual bodies to adjust to and begin to shift their old states of being to the the new tale that the energy is telling.

Your physical body and your spiritual body have to shift out old, low states, too. Because these are the states that once matched your old energetic state.

So tonight, a few days later and still purging, I’m gentle with myself, asking for help when I need it and not pushing. So off to bed I go, with so many more ideas of what to write bouncing through my head…I could write for days on these topics.

I would love to hear about your experiences with this and any thoughts you may have about the topic. Let’s engage!

Numbers are constant, until they’re not. Our inability to influence outcome is the great equalizer; makes the world fair. Computers generate random numbers in an attempt to glean meaning out of probability. Endless numerical sequences lacking any pattern. But during a cataclysmic global event: tsunami, earthquake, the attacks of 911 – these random numbers suddenly stop being random. As our collective consciousness synchronizes, so do the numbers. Science can’t explain the phenomenon, but religion does, it’s called prayer. A collective request sent up in unison, shared hope. Numbers are constant, until they’re not.

During cataclysmic global events, our collective consciousness synchronizes. So do of the numeric sequences created by random number generators. Science can’t explain the phenomenon, but religion does, it’s called prayer. A collective request, sent up in unison, a shared hope, a fear relieved, a life spared. Numbers are constant…until they’re not.

In times of tragedy. Times of collective joy. In these brief moments, it is only the shared emotional experience that makes the world seem less random. Maybe it’s coincidence. Or maybe it’s an answer to our prayers.

Wow, so how fitting I am watching this tonight, after spending time with a numerologist named Joseph Ghabi in Vancouver. The episodes normally make me cry, but tonight, their focus on love really got me.

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Welcome to healing!

My name is Jennifer Marie Luce.
I strive to provide appropriate guidance to those looking for help to find the right path. Life can be so very tragic, and it takes love, patience and support to get through it.
I strive to raise the vibration of others on this plane of existence and make the world a better place.
I provide consultations and support to individuals that require assistance with finding their true purpose in life.